What happened at recess

I remember every lie that you sighed to me through your ink red lips.

Mrs Pricenett would tell me to stay away from the likes of you when I went to feed her cats in the evening

My father wondered why I was always so broken hearted

My friends, Your friends, Our friends of course didn't know what was going on

A girl who's mind was sharper than mine I'm sure would have seen through your words

You knew so much more than I

You recited Hemmingway versus as others hummed the tunes of pop songs

You read Shakespeare as I read Hollywood gossip

You were able to work out how many seconds since our last kiss before I even had time to reach for my calculator

you broke my heart again again without breaking a sweat or missing a class.

 

Don't think I've moved on

I'm still just waiting for you the bell to ring

Reviews

[Molly]

Aww, such a sweet longing! The memories you have were articulated well. Kudos on a good poem.

[Rodwonder]

Yes Shakespeare in the Shopping isle! The waiting for the bell to toll is the hardest thing, the memory's that this little ditty has brought back...

[S.E. Conway]

wow. powerful language. very nice

[Michaela Maloney]

It is very cute and I loved the way upon which you seem to still long for the man that broke your heart so many times. Your friend must have been extremely smart to be able to recite Hemmingway and shakespeare and if you ever catch him again does he have a brother? :)

[Belle Morte]

I love it. The imagery is good. The flow is steady. Very nicely done. Keep up the good work.

[NoOneSpecial]

The end left me confused.
But the setup is great. The feeling that it gives you all together, especially when you compare one to the other.

[Wulfstan Crumble]

Nice twist at the end, if i read it right. Love being the school, learning or even the teacher. The poem builds up to another poem about a man breaking a girl's heart, though different for most do not speak of guys who can recite Hemmingway or Shakespeare. Nice write and welcome to the cafe. Wulfstan.